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Chapter 11
by Storm Chyld
Will Cross let them live?
Taking Prisoners
“Drop the knife.” Alex said with an icy calm, staring down the barrel at the blondes head. Standing up straight, she threw the knife on the ground, resolute to face her ****. “Kick it to me.” He continued, his resolve unwavering. Doing as she was told, he stopped the blade with his combat boot.
“You.” The large soldier pointed his revolver at the dusky skinned beauty. “Free him.” Nodding in compliance, the bandit moved over, and began loosening his bonds, freeing the large scarred man. Standing up straight he rubbed his arms in irritation. Suddenly his fist shot forward slamming into the woman’s sternum dropping her to her knees. As she tried to recover from the blow, he rammed his cock down her throat and began fucking her mouth at a torrid pace, growling obscenities at her all the while.
Will Cross allow him to have his way?
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Created on Sep 9, 2012 by Storm Chyld
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